by Cloudsong » Mon Aug 02, 2010 11:40 am
Maya tipped her head to one side, looking in the direction he was pointing in. "Are you sure?" she asked evenly. "Because if we go the wrong way, and head towards the planes, we'd die." The planes were the coldest places in all of Alaska, and going there by accident would probably end their lives. "But hey, no pressure," she added dryly, crossing her arms.

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